The Insiders

Part 21: Ponyboy's POV

The door knocked. My legs were weak, I barely managed to get to the door. Soda and Darry were at work. I opened the door and there they were. The fuzz. I was tearing up. I could barely speak. "Hello sir, we are looking for Mrs. Jasiah Winston? We believe she might be in this household." I froze. They looked at me in a weird way. "Uh- we have a warrant, may we look inside?" They said showing me a piece of paper. I didn't feel like reading it, and I knew they wouldn't let me refuse so I let them in. I ran to my room and hugged Jesse. The fuzz obviously followed. "JASIAH LISTEN I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I WILL NEVER EVER FORGET YOU AND I WILL ALWAYS LOOK FOR YOU AND WAIT TILL THE DAY YOU GET OUT OR THERE." "PONYBOY I LOVE YOU TOO. I WILL ALWAYS BE RIGHT BY YOU SIDE NO MATTER WHAT." She said and we both stayed in each others arms. I couldn't handle it. I love her so much. Another thing I love is gone. The fuzz interrupted us and made Jesse put her hands on her head or whatever and then they cuffed her and took her and I watched all of it. "Wait" I said calling the police. "How long will she be there. "We are going to give her a ten- year sentence since she was young but good behavior might get her out earlier. The cost for bail will be $1,000  and we are taking her to the Los Angeles prison, not Tulsa, the Trent kid said she is too dangerous and must me taken there. I froze again. I felt something rising in me and going to my head, I wanted to scream , I wanted to let out everything I had in me. I got on my knees because I couldn't handle standing, I cried with everything I had in me the fuzz talked again "we will depart her in one week" and they left with Jesse. I didn't move, I couldn't, I didn't care anymore and I screamed as loud as I possibly can. It didn't help. My head started hurting and my muscles were sore from stressing them too much. I didn't know how long i was there, but Soda and Darry came next to me. "did they-" I cut soda, but I didn't stop crying "YES THEY DID" it came out as a scream, not on purpose though, I couldn't control my voice. I couldn't control anything anymore, not my emotions, not my tears, not my actions, nothing. I was so tired of crying and my headache grew stronger by the minute. Darry carried me inside to my bed, I was so tired of crying and once I hit the pillow i fell asleep.